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death poem

i had a dream and i awoke with it
now while my lips are living
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
last midnight
the meadow was creeping
i am in love with high far-seeing places
let us plant
are you awake?
tell me
to come so soon to this imagined dark
why are the things that have no death
through the broad earth's aching breast
the darkness rolls upward

 



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